Beauty is a powerful word. Many months ago, I asked someone about the difference between beautiful and pretty. The conversation was inconclusive. Today, as I look at a selfie, I took at the baseball field; I could not help but to think about that conversation.
The selfie reflected my age perfectly. The wrinkles around my eyes, on my forehead, and the not so clear skin, reflected the features of a 40 year old woman. For somepeople, that picture may seem pretty for others it would be an ugly picture or not make a difference, and for a few, that picture will be beautiful.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I see beauty as an expression, being resilient, being comfortable in your own skin. I’ve never been a woman with self-doubt, or image issues, or low self-esteem, so it’s hard for me to understand why some women like to nag so much about those issues.
God is Perfection and He made us all Perfect and unique. We all have our own tricks and twists. Being beautiful means embracing who you are, in all stages of life. Being beautiful mean carrying yourself with enough self-respect that others will have to show you respect. Being beautiful means embracing all your curves and all of your imperfections. Being beautiful means aging gracefully.
I am beautiful! I am who I am because God gave me the opportunity to live this amazing life. Because I choose to be who I am, because I embrace all my curves and all my wrinkles, all my imperfections make me the perfect, loving woman that I am.by